Beloved of Bossy President

"Are you really going to get engaged to her?" Beiming Liancheng's vision is still locked on the computer screen. It's just the program in the screen. He can't understand it.

"Well." Northern night did not hesitate, light should sound.

"I'm a little bit..." Beiming Liancheng breathed a sigh and looked back at his resolute side face: "I can't see through you, boss."

"Don't you want me to be with her?" Beiming night took back his outstretched palm, stood upright and looked back at him.

So deep eyes, as in the past, there is no change, but it is precisely because there is no change, will let the northern city can not see through.

He didn't know how to respond to his question. His long finger was tapping on the edge of the chair unconsciously. In front of the boss, he was not used to hiding his emotions.

He has such a habitual cold face. People who don't know how many secrets are hidden under his face. However, people who know him know that even the city captain doesn't have many secrets at all. He is very transparent and doesn't like too many intrigues or too many complicated things. His energy is all in the procedure.

For other things, he is not willing to waste any energy on speculation and speculation.

So speaking to Beiming night, basically, what he said was what he thought.

However, the recent Liancheng seems to have a little secret, maybe a little secret, but it is obvious that he added a touch of melancholy between his eyebrows.

Beiming night knew him well. For so many years, only recently, he had something on his mind.

"I don't want to be with her?" He asked again, not loud enough to wake the people in bed.

Beiming Liancheng met his eyes. After a while, he moved his lower lip and said softly, "hope."

"Why?"

"That way, she will care about me, and I can bully her openly."

Beiming night pursed her lips, but she didn't know what to say.

Beiming Liancheng's eyes were clear, as if one could see to the end, but because it was too clean, people couldn't see anything from it.

Maybe, even he didn't know what he was thinking, just I always feel that my boss and my name can be engaged, even married, in the future He was afraid that someone would be sad in the future. As for who would be sad, he didn't know.

"Do you really like her?" He asked faintly.

Beiming night rubs his eyebrows. Liancheng is a bit abnormal tonight. He is engaged to Mingke. Can't he accept it?

"Indeed I like her very much. " Looking back at the girl on the bed, he gave a smile: "don't like her, marry her for what?"

Beiming Liancheng didn't understand. After a moment, his face turned red.

"If you really don't like me to marry her, I'll just get engaged to her, will you?" The northern night suddenly asked.

"I don't like it, really." He was frightened by the tone of the boss's discussion, and suddenly he realized that he was really too nosy tonight.

Turning around, his eyes continued to fall on the screen. His words were cold again: "if you really want to marry her, don't leave her to me. The old man didn't like her. If I entangle with her again, the old man will hate her even more."

"When did I care about his opinion?" Beiming night snorted, and her eyes were more dim: "I'll be very busy recently. When I'm away, you can look at her for me. She will be your sister-in-law, more respect and less bullying, understand?"

Beiming Liancheng frowned and wanted to curse, but he finally put up with it.

Listening to the movement behind him, knowing that he had taken the man away, he got up and went to the door and closed the door.

Tonight, he said he couldn't see through the boss. It's true. Since he came back from Beijing, he really couldn't see through him.

Including, can't see through what he let himself do.

It's hard to feel isolated. Maybe others haven't found out yet, but he knows very well, boss It's colder than in the past.

He completely sealed up his heart, and he was no longer willing to share anything with others, even him.

Why is that? Boss, what is he thinking?

Mingke was vaguely carried back to the room of Beiming night, which seemed to be the first time for her to come in. When she opened her confused eyes, she was still a little depressed.

She seems to have returned to the emperor's garden and her familiar room. There is basically no difference between the furnishings here and the room in the emperor's garden. The only difference is that there is a little less feminine flavor in the room now, and all the places she can see are cold and hard.

His breath.

"Night." It turned out that when he came back, he was sleeping so dead that he didn't even know that he was carrying someone back to his room.

Rubbing her sour eyes, she seemed to see the man beside the bed pulling his clothes. When she saw clearly, what she saw was the man's strong body. The terrible physique and masculinity scared her subconsciously back.They It seems that he hasn't done that for a long time. Since the first night when he came back from his business trip, he caught her on the bed without snoring. After that day, he never did it again.

Later, when he was ill, he did not dare to get too close to her for fear of bringing the germs to her.

Now

Seeing the terrible scene under his belly, before people could react, his petite body had been pulled by him.

"Night Such a terrible force, immediately picked her up from the bed, twinkling of an eye on the desk, scared her even the soul can not come back.

The rough palm reached up her leg and lifted her robe to her waist.

When she was cold, her face turned red with shame, especially when the man behind her thought that her pants were too much of a hindrance. After tearing them up, the sound of the broken cloth made her tense and even difficult to breathe.

After he came back, he didn't say a word to her. First of all, he was so irritable.

She called him, he should not, want to look back at him, his hot body has been pressed down.

"Ah..."

I can't tell what it's like. Maybe it's just pain

The violent side of this guy jumped out again. I don't know what kind of stimulation he got outside.

"Relax." The deep and dumb voice of the northern night came from behind, which was also mixed with a little breath.

He was so nervous that he couldn't move.

Lowering his head close to her ear, he whispered: "good, relax, don't be nervous."

But it's not her mouth to curse, but her mouth to bite The voice of shame.

Without any comfort, she didn't even know when it started. When she reacted, he had already pestered her. Now, she was too nervous!

Pain

Her face is wrinkled. In a cold day, she doesn't even have time to get warm. The cold air fills the whole room, but her forehead and face are covered with dense sweat. It's really his toughness that makes her hard to accept, especially in such a rude way

"You You let go first. " She hummed, as expected, as soon as she opened her mouth, all the words that made men crazy.

Smell speech, the man behind not only didn't let go, even, when she finally began to be willing to accept himself, his eyes sank, forced to imprison her waist, the storm swept away in an instant